strictlysupreme Chapter 583 Bald Donkey (6500)
Chapter 583 Bald Donkey (6500)
Chapter 583 Bald Donkey (6500)
Su Lin sighed and was not very interested in caring about the pig demon, although he saw the other party using the nine-toothed rake to comb his hair.
He was now thinking about other things, such as which female guests he would invite to If You Are the One tomorrow night for Klein.
"A token in exchange, Hei Ye should agree?"
"Vice Admiral Iceberg seems to like Hermann very much."
"Fors...she's too salty. What a waste of money."
While muttering to himself, Su Lin pulled out a parasol and got out a beach chair to lie down on. God knows why the Golden Crow on the tower next door is shining and radiating heat 24 hours a day. Aren’t you going to get off work?
Wearing sunglasses, Su Lin began to observe this area of Zhutian City.
Actually, there wasn't much to see. There was just a Taoist priest with straight eyebrows performing a ritual, but the objects of the ritual were an old TV and a very oriental-style videotape.
"How scary."
The Taoist's apprentice walked in with a bunch of inflatable dolls covered with talismans, which looked like sealing props, and closed the door, so that Su Lin, who was setting up a street stall, could not see what was going on inside the store.
unfortunately
Su Lin turned his gaze to a young man who was selling sugar water at the 'Holly Sugar Water Shop' across the street. He was wearing a modern shirt and had short hair. He looked pure and beautiful without being tainted by knowledge, and his eyes revealed simplicity.
"Give me a bowl of mung bean soup." Su Lin waved his hand.
"Okay!" The young man ran over skillfully and handed over a bowl of iced mung bean soup.
The bowl is not big, and it is a fired pottery bowl, but the dark green mung bean paste is much darker than the color you normally see on the street, and it looks very appetizing.
Putting it to his mouth, Su Lin drank it in two gulps.
It's not too sweet, but has a light fragrance. After drinking it, a fragrance rises between the mouth and the lungs.
"It tastes good. I want two more bowls. How much is it?"
"35 Zhutian coins for one bowl, 100 for three bowls."
The young man was very happy, and his tone suddenly became energetic from the tiredness just now.
shit
If I remember correctly, the price I saw before was that one Zhutian coin could be exchanged for: one cubic meter of concentrated spiritual energy, a low-level martial arts technique, and a weapon with qi refining enchantment.
100 coins can be exchanged for a yellow-level cultivation technique among the four levels of cultivation techniques, namely, Tiandi, Xuanhuang, or an advanced martial art like "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing".
Su Lin was so stunned that he couldn't even take out the red banknotes. "Is your sugar water made of gold or silver?"
"Sir! This is mung bean soup made with the pure water from Kunlun Mountain and snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain. It can prolong life." The young man hurriedly took out his ID card, on which were written the three words "Xia Dongqing".
"I have been selling sweet soup here for more than half a year. Really, ask the neighbors if I am cheating people. The price is not expensive!"
Then what if I drink it and it doesn't have any effect?
Prolonging life, but to what year and month?
Seeing Su Lin's eyes full of suspicion, Xia Dongqing quickly said:
"Whether you were bitten by a zombie or possessed by a ghost, even if it's just a wound, it can be cured. Taoist Qianhe next door said it worked, Taoist Qianhe."
He looked back and found that the Taoist priest who usually set up the stall was not there.
"There is a female donor named Ma Xiaoling who is looking for people to catch zombies. He is out to take orders."
A tiger-backed monk passing by on a bicycle said, "It only costs 20 coins to ask me to catch zombies, but I ended up paying a high price to hire someone who charges 30 coins. What kind of zombie is worth 30 coins?"
"Brilliant."
Su Lin curled the corners of his mouth.
Xia Dongqing heard the voice and turned back a little embarrassedly: "Why don't you just give me the money for one bowl? I'll charge you 30, which is the lowest price."
"I thought you didn't tell me this was a recovery potion?" Su Lin sighed and picked up an M4A1 assault rifle from the ground.
"You didn't ask..." This action scared Xia Dongqing so much that he shrank back with the empty bowl in his hand, "Calm down, let's talk it over!"
"Take it."
"What?"
"Barter."
Su Lin pointed the butt of his gun at the other party: "One hundred and fifty, and give me four more bowls to take away."
They are just selling off the stock anyway, so just sell them at a lower price.
This is what Su Lin thought, but the other party obviously thought that Su Lin might be trying to trick him. It was not a laser gun, and this kind of thermal weapon was not very valuable.
"25, it can't be any lower." Xia Dongqing tried to negotiate.
"I had it blessed in a church. This thing is much more effective than a talisman. You can't get this price in a store."
Su Lin handed over the gun: "If you are not used to it, you can change it to AK, revolver, grenade, high enchantment, can cause critical damage to demons, devils, zombies and other things."
"Let me make a phone call and ask." Xia Dongqing picked up a flip phone.
The ghost messenger from the underworld named Zhao Li told Wang Xiaoya that if he saw anyone eating for free or causing trouble, he should call them.
There is nothing that small stalls can do as they cannot go through formal trading procedures.
Beep, beep—
No one answered the phone, and no one knew what was going on. Xia Dongqing just wanted to calm down the big brother in front of him, who was wearing sunglasses, modern clothes but had an ancient hairstyle, and holding ammunition in his hands.
Boom. Snap.
A flame flew from the lighter and lit a wrinkled cigarette.
"How much?"
A black-haired man with deep blue eyes and a windbreaker and tie took a long drag on his cigarette, exhaled second-hand smoke, pointed at the weapons on the stall and asked, "How much do you want for all these things? Do you support barter?"
There are still some guys with vision.
Su Lin smiled slightly, and looked away from the silver lighter with a cross carved on it that the other person put back into his bag: "All? I also have mines, RPGs, and Barretts here."
Before Su Lin could finish speaking, the slightly weathered man interrupted and repeated what he had said before.
"Pack up, all. I don't think there's any language translation problem here."
"I'll give you a 7% discount, 7777 universal currency. I like this number."
"Damn it, why don't you just go and rob?!"
"Why are you all in with me if you don't have any money?!"
Su Lin raised his eyebrows. The guy in front of him smoked a lot. Every puff of smoke was fatal to the lungs. The second-hand smoke he exhaled also made him feel unpleasant. Next time, he might as well add a no-smoking rule to the Bible.
“6666.” The man bargained, “I like this number.”
Take back your previous stereotypes about Zhutian City. Everyone here is talented.
"How about changing it to 666? You must believe in the devil if you are so good at bargaining."
"Don't say anything random. Four sixes mean I'm very pious."
Facing Su Lin's ridicule, he didn't care at all and transferred 6666 coins to Su Lin through a metal token: "Only piety is left. If this thing doesn't work, I will send you to hell. Understand?"
The man pointed at himself and then at Su Lin, indicating that he was looking at him.
"Thank you so much." Su Lin was worried that there was still a missing piece in the puzzle of the divine world.
I watched him put all the boxes into his wallet as if it were cast by magic, and then left in style.
"There is also a nuclear reactor that has been consecrated. Come to me if you see any results." Su Lin waved his hand.
The man lost his cigarette in his mouth and it fell directly to the ground. He looked at Su Lin in surprise, stomped out the cigarette butt and left.
"What a lack of manners." Su Lin said disdainfully.
He came to Xia Dongqing, took out a hundred, and planned to buy a bowl to drink and take another bowl back for Emiya Shirou to crack.
[Holly, speak! Are you dumb?!]
"This is the gun!"
Xia Dongqing ignored the scolding on the other end of the phone, hung up immediately, and diligently packed a few bowls of sugar water in a plastic box: "I'll give you two more bowls of rock sugar stewed papaya and double skin milk, which I made myself!"
"Why did you change your mind?" Su Lin asked, "Do you know that uncultured and immoral guy?"
"How do you know he's a bad person? His character is indeed a bit bad, but he's quite famous! I've also read his comics and watched his movies." Xia Dongqing put away the assault rifle and handed over the syrup in a bag. "He's only been here for less than two months, and he's already a sought-after exorcist."
An exorcist? There are comics and movies?
"Who is he targeting?"
"John Constantine."
It turns out to be the halberd handle from DC, no wonder it is so dark.
But it doesn't look like the blond version, but the one that Keanu Reeves starred in the movie.
Wait, why is he importing so many arms?
"." Su Lin thought for a moment, crossed himself, and ran away from this place, "It's none of my business."
Our store is not responsible for any product once it is sold.
Finally, I sold those things that were tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.
after awhile
"Where's that bald donkey who sold guns before?!"
The greasy-haired pig demon came over with a grinning monkey and asked Xia Dongqing who was setting up a stall: "Did you see it?!"
"That gentleman selling guns isn't bald either, over there, over there!"
Xia Dongqing saw the monkey on the opposite side waving his stick fiercely, and immediately pointed in the direction of Qiongqi Pagoda and said, "Head over there."
"Brother Monkey, don't bother!" The Pig Demon advised in a soft voice that gave people goosebumps: "That bald donkey must have gone to the newly opened Zhutian Tower. Let's go, we will definitely catch him."
The monkey let out a sinister laugh, picked up the iron stick and chased in that direction with the pig demon.
"What are Sun Wukong and Zhu Bajie doing?"
Xia Dongqing shook his head: "It ruined my childhood."
"John, where have you been, you bastard?!"
"I took a shower, had a health check, and replenished some supplies."
John Constantine spoke nonsense and threw an assault rifle to the woman in front of him.
“What is health care?”
"It's called that in the East. It means a comfortable massage. I'll take you there to try it next time."
After removing the bullet from the magazine, he put the metal bullet under his nostrils and sniffed it carefully, revealing an intoxicated expression:
"I don't know how long this thing has been soaking in holy water. I guess he even used holy relics. What a fucking luxury. But this way, we can stuff that shit back into hell's ass."
"Angela, I hope you've been handling other guns besides your police pistol."
7777 points is expensive?
No, it's no different than going to the street in Skid Row to buy a hot dog, but you save some money and can splurge.
Thank god, even though life was shit, at least that guy was a "good guy".
The two men carried weapons into the elevator of a skyscraper, blatantly unzipped their sports bags and took out the weapons.
"Are you ready? I'll count down ten seconds." said John.
"Why do you know that demon is here?" Angela couldn't help but ask as the number of people in the elevator continued to increase: "I feel like you know everything."
Constantine loaded the gun with live ammunition and pulled the safety. "That's about it. Just a little spoiler. Unfortunately, I couldn't save your sister, but because I knew their plan, they also knew I was coming. It sounds very complicated!"
"OK, 321!"
Ding Dong!
The elevator door stopped at the 66th floor. The moment it opened, Constantine rushed straight in and aimed at an office white-collar woman.
"John Constantine~" She greeted him in a gentle tone, but the red light in her eyes gradually lit up: "He is waiting for you in hell, and has prepared a paradise for you."
boom!
The moment the trigger was pulled, the hammer hit the primer, and the bullet shot out and pierced the head of the woman in front of him.
No blood flowed out from the bullet hole, only ashes from the burnt wound continued to spread and fly out. This was a normal phenomenon after the carrier that brought the devil to the world was destroyed.
"See you in hell."
The devil left his last sweet words.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to see me."
After he fired another shot, he pulled out a submachine gun from his arms and pointed the muzzle at a group of demons in suits and ties who were surrounding him and looked like urban elites.
Without any hesitation, he walked straight towards the oncoming demons.
"what have you done."
"what?"
Constantine frowned. These demons had strange expressions on their faces. They stopped and retreated just after they surrounded him. There was something in their eyes that Constantine had never seen before.
Frightened?
Looking at the demons that were trying to flee, Constantine, who had originally wanted to launch a storm of bullets, narrowed his eyes. This situation was very wrong.
He saw human fear in the eyes of a bunch of bastard demons? !
This weapon is useful, but it won’t frighten a group of demons whose real bodies are not in the human world.
"What did you do, John?" a rather beautiful female among the demons asked.
She was a succubus, and Constantine was very familiar with her. Before this incident, the two had maintained a long-term pure sexual relationship.
"Ellie, what are you talking about?" Constantine remained alert, raised his weapon and moved forward step by step.
At this moment, he discovered a glimmer of light from the perspectives of the other party and other demons, and they were not alerting him, but his own.
"Look ahead!"
He yelled at Angela, turned around instantly and pulled the trigger, and bullets poured out.
However.
The sacred wings stretched out from the remains of the fallen demon, blocking the volley of bullets. The stationary bullets seemed to sink into the water, causing ripples and were gradually swallowed by the wings.
“Jesus!”
Constantine slowly lowered the muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand and stared at the scene in a daze.
The demon, who should have returned to dust, emerged from his old body like a silkworm pupa emerging from its cocoon. Another pair of sacred wings spread out from his old body. His soul was hideous yet kind, and his illusory face was full of fear, struggle, and madness.
"stop!!!"
The demon began to roar, but more light overflowed from its wings. She seemed to be trapped in quicksand, and the demon's face was gradually swallowed up by the bright light.
'Following your footsteps and walking in your country.'
The majestic hymns filled with glory and praise, and the soul-stirring mass songs echoed in Los Angeles, a major city on the west coast of the United States, amid the praises of thousands of lives.
Under the setting sun, the demons, angels, devils, demi-angels, and wizards hidden in this human city stopped what they were doing, walked to the streets or went to the windows, staring blankly at the sky.
"Constantine! Please, I won't go to heaven-!!!"
The demon's voice was filled with pleading. Its dead-wood-like arms and wings reached out to Constantine in the flames of the sky wind. "You're breaking the rules! Stop it! I'll agree to any condition you give me!"
Constantine watched the demon's soul burn in the light, recast in the light, and gradually shed its original appearance, but the magic power in its body was still reacting violently with the infinite light.
The two forces constantly collide, burn, and suppress.
"None of my business?!"
Constantine grabbed Angela's wrist and began to slowly retreat behind the group of demons.
The day was blazing and warm like fire, and there seemed to be rumbling sounds of thunder.
No one knew what had happened, but the angel-like demon began to transform into an angel. The foundation of the kingdom of heaven, which could not decay or wither and would remain forever in the sky, tore open space and sprinkled the light of guidance.
"What the hell"
Constantine's eyes trembled, but the next moment, strong white lightning shot out from the body of the demon that turned into the scorching sun. A beam of light entangled the submachine gun in Constantine's hand and snatched it away.
It's like reaching a critical point
Under the heaven, the face of the feathered demon became extremely sacred. She was smiling but began to shed golden tears of blood.
“Praise you, Lord.”
"Thank you, John."
She held a bunch of human souls in her arms and lifted them up to an infinite height.
Four wings wrapped around her, and cracks appeared on the flawless angel's body. The terrifying holy light began to spread in all directions with her as the center, devouring all tangible objects.
"I have committed many sins in the past. Lord, please allow me to exchange my glory today for a future free of sin."
The voices of prayer rang out, and the evening bells of heaven rang loudly.
"run!"
While Constantine was running away with Angela, he also grabbed the hand of his old lover Ellie and took out a piece of Jesus' shroud from his arms.
But everything seemed to slow down, and he turned around
Om-! ! !
The holy light that penetrates the sky and the earth covers the entire Los Angeles. The light and shadow alternate between waxing and waning, and only the divine blessing lingers.
Tonight, a demon redeemed his past sins, an angel returned to heaven with a great sacrifice, and an exorcist broke the rule that angels could not really come to the world.
Send all the demons in the city back to hell.
"On the way back, I saw a restaurant called Juxialou over there. I'll treat you. Let's go have a meal together?"
Su Lin tossed the Zhutian coins and said to the people gathered on the top of the tower: "They are sold in bulk. There are still many rich guys in this place."
"So fast? Let's talk about it later." Ye Fan suddenly felt that this place still had great potential for development.
I didn't have high expectations for this place, but now a quarter of the items on the shelves have been sold.
Mainly, just like what Su Lin said, there are rich guys who are buying up goods on a large scale.
"Who is this Emperor Xian of Han?" Xiao Yan walked in with a strange look on his face. "He bought all the pills in my shop, including the Soul Heaven Emperor Pill. Is he trying to restore the Han Dynasty?!"
Ye Fan shook his head, glanced at the message in the group, and asked Ruhua, who was on standby, to give the order.
"Today's business hours are over. Please ask the guests to leave the tower. All guests present will be given a defensive Yuanying stage magic weapon."
Soon, all kinds of dissatisfied and uncomfortable voices appeared in Qiongqi Tower.
Some people had just arrived in Zhutian City and rushed here as soon as they heard the news, but they didn't expect to see any of the goods.
However, Ye Fan's display of wealth and power suppressed many voices.
"I have invited Siming, Xianzhou, and the cultivators from Song Shuhang's world from Huowang to come here." Ye Fan looked at Su Lin and asked, "Can Li Changshou bring the immortals from your heavenly court over here?"
He roughly knew what Ye Fan wanted to do. He wanted to make this place public and create a resource trading venue for many of the world's top forces. It was a pity that other areas outside had not been taken over yet.
But even so, it's still a little scary.
"No problem, just tell him." Su Lin nodded: "It's quite interesting."
In this way, everyone, whether they are family members or close friends, can be brought here without having to hide.
Soon, the first guest arrived.
“Oh my god?! I thought you were aliens, but it turns out you’re from another world?!” Huang Tao followed Klein out, circling around and looking around while taking in the surrounding environment.
Next came Li Huowang, who walked in with Yi Donglai, Zhao Shuangdian, Wu Qi and others, followed by some Bodhisattvas and Buddhas.
Su Lin saw a group of monks surrounding him: "What are you doing? I'm not going to preach today!"
"Tianfozun, we are just celebrating the Yulan Festival." Wuqi came over and whispered, "I am too lazy to preach, so I will lead the team building."
Team building, that’s fine.
Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and then the people from the Heavenly Court, led by Li Changshou and Taibai Jinxing, arrived here. In addition to the gods from the Heavenly Court, there were also immortals from the three religions.
"Your Great Lord hasn't arrived yet, go wait downstairs."
The hall was gradually becoming empty.
Fortunately, the space inside the Qiongqi Tower can be expanded at will according to Ye Fan's wishes. It can even automatically expand and grow according to the scale of a universe, so it can accommodate as many people as possible.
"Get ready to close the door." Ye Fan said to Ruhua at the door.
As a guest left with his servants and a lot of bags, the stone door of the Qiongqi Tower, which exuded an ancient atmosphere, gradually closed.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "Everyone, please wait a moment."
"Bald! Donkey! How long are you going to stay in there?"
"Good boy, good things are waiting for you~ Wow, these girls are so pretty!"
A discordant greasy sound was heard.
Everyone looked towards the door and saw a pig demon holding a girl named Ruhua rushing in through the crack of the door.
He pressed Ruhua to the ground, licked her face frantically with his tongue, and his saliva wet his work clothes.
But after a few seconds, as if affected by a huge force, a golden figure pushed the pig demon from behind and knocked it directly from the door to the middle of the trading area.
clap clap!
The furry palm slapped the pig demon's face with a crisp slapping sound.
The pig demon immediately returned to his appearance as a scholar with powdered hair and greasy face, and a short and ugly monkey walked out behind him.
"Why are you hiding?! Come out, your grandpa Sun has brought you an opportunity!"
Sun Wukong bared his teeth, his expression looking somewhat ferocious: "Such a strong smell of bald donkey."
"Master! Monkey King and I are here to pick you up!" Zhu Bajie shouted for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Monkey King, what should we do if this bald donkey doesn't come out?"
Sun Wukong hit Zhu Bajie on the head with his stick and tilted his chin to the left: "Get out of the way."
He closed his eyes, tilted his head back and took a breath of air. When he opened his eyes again, Chu Hong's eyes were shining with golden light, and the golden cudgel in his hand was swung straight towards a location in the fog in the northwest of the tower.
Ding!
Su Lin held the golden hoop that was pointing straight at his face, and walked out of the mist with a stiff smile on his face.
"Brother Monkey, Brother Monkey, it's him!" Zhu Bajie patted the monkey on the shoulder.
"You still have some skills, come with us." Sun Wukong put away his golden cudgel, squinted his eyes, and turned around while throwing Zhu Bajie to the ground with his cudgel. He pointed to the door with his thumb and said, "Let's go, I have something to do."
Sun Wukong blinked and found that the door was closed.
"Bald donkey, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit." Zhu Bajie stood up and said this, but he felt something was wrong.
He looked up and the fog that isolated the rest of the tower quickly dissipated.
Amidst the glittering golden light and swirling auspicious clouds, immortals, gods and Buddhas, wearing gorgeous robes and holding magical instruments or making seals, stood in the sky.
Heavenly soldiers and generals, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, great gods and immortals. Three-pointed double-edged sword, Qiankun circle, jade bottle.
The identities and origins of these people are self-evident.
"What a coincidence." Zhu Bajie uttered with difficulty: "Is everyone here?"
(End of this chapter)